I guess my harsh treatment got through to her. She stopped bothering me. I didn't see her every morning, running to my car with food in her hands. Nor did she hang around me on campus and stared at me longingly. I finally got rid of her.
I saw her walking to her class a few times. She looked away when our eyes met and kept walking.
"I guess she finally got the hint, huh?" Macie said. We were sitting in the cafe after class.
"Yeah...I guess...," I said and moved my food around distractedly.
"Are you gonna eat that?" Macie asked and pointed at my plate of rice and chicken.
"You can have it. Tastes disgusting anyway," I said and pushed the plate away.
"It tastes fine. You just don't like it because your little stalker spoiled you with her home-cooked meals," Macie smirked.
"That's not
